Herx

I’m having a herx.  Doesn’t that sound intriguing?  A herx is basically a backlash reaction from toxin-binding treatment.  I have to take a drug to bind toxins from the genetic disease  that I have.  The toxins have been storing in my fat cells for decades and binding to my insulin receptors (thus I can’t actually eat carbohydrates anymore and have to be full keto).

When they bind to the insulin receptors, they basically hijack the fat cell and turn it into their own little factory producing a chemical that creates inflammation.  That chemical then spills off into the blood, the liver works desperately to filter it out of the blood, dumps it into the bile to be excreted, then it is reabsorbed by the colon (because the genetic disease means the body doesn’t recognize it properly), and the whole process begins again… and thus I’ve been sick for decades.

So, my doctor put me on a binder, which is basically a type of salt that I swallow, it goes and sits in my colon, and when the toxins come down in the bile, the salt grabs onto them so they don’t get reabsorbed.  Great!

Except then there is a vacuum.  The toxin levels in my blood and liver drop, which means that there is more room for the hijacked fat cells to dump toxins into my blood – which they abruptly do at double pace.

And so I feel like SHIT.

And this is a herx.

So today, not only am I trying to deal with depression (STILL!) I also have a herx making me feel like I’ve been run over by a truck.

And my period decided today (four days in) to give me cramps.  FUCK YOU KETO PERIODS!  I used to only get cramps the first two days, then I knew I had survived it.  But now, oh no… now cramps will ninja attack on day 4!  When I’m already in a herx!

And I can’t take Advil because I have a fucking ulcer.

Fuck all the things.

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